"They have been known to carry a man off in their arms and bite him to death." "Thanks, but I want no gorillas around me," declared Sam.
They waited several minutes before advancing again.

But the gorilla had disappeared, nor did it show itself again during that trip on the island.
Half an hour brought them in sight of the seashore once more.

They were gazing at the sea when Tom happened to glance back, and on the hill behind them saw four goats standing in a bunch, looking at them in astonishment.
"Quick! out of sight!" he cried, and dragged the others behind some trees.
"What did you see ?" "Several goats.

Perhaps, if we are careful, we can get a shot at them.

Fresh goat meat won't go bad." "What's the matter with capturing some of the goats and getting the milk ?" came from Sam.
"You'll have a job catching wild goats," answered Captain Blossom.
"They are as fleet of foot as deer." It was decided to try two shots at the goats, providing they could get close enough.